It seems the ongoing struggle to bring awareness to the plight of same sex persons in the African region is increasingly being fraught with increased disarray.

Point in case the latest photo to make social media rounds, this time first appearing on imgurof that of what the posting individual has termed gay person burned alive by anti gay mob in Uganda.

The harrowing image involves that of an individual, one assumes a gay person who has literally been burned alive. How or why the circumstances have come to be are not known.

As the deceased lies forlorn near railway tracks, onlookers, including children look on, one imagines resigned, elated that yet another individual has been ‘appropriately punished’ for having gone against the grain of society.

Toldrecently, Akinyi Ocholla, a self confessed lesbian from Nairobi who works forMinority Women in Action and is a member of the International Gay and Lesbian Association: ”Being gay in this country isn’t exactly easy. It’s not as bad as in Uganda, but it’s still not easy. But you can actually pass. If you don’t make too much noise or stand out too much, then you can live comfortably — that is, until the neighborhood finds out. Then you can’t really know what’s going to happen.”

Over the weekend Uganga lawmakers passed new laws in relation to those persons engaging in same sex. Tells the BBC: Uganda’s parliament has passed a bill to toughen the punishment for homosexual acts to include life imprisonment in some cases.

The anti-homosexuality bill also makes it a crime punishable by a prison sentence not to report gay people.

The prime minister opposed the vote, saying not enough MPs were present.

May we ask when will these atrocities stop once and for all and why do they continue to happen and why to date has the United Nations allowed such action to persist? Surely it must be time to put a stop to such inappropriate treatment of other human beings, even if their lifestyles are not condoned by various cultural or religious imperatives in the region. Which begs the question why they are so violently condemned in the first place?

LIES….wtf? That link has the picture posted with ONE sentence next to it, only specifying that he was a man burned alive, it gives no insight as to why…yet you’re implying there is an entire article written with a different explanation (lie). There’s actually a video to go along with this if you are interested, but arrogant dumb fools like you probably aren’t interested in getting all the facts before forming an opinion (ironic you were criticizing this writer of doing the same thing).

It was not taken in Uganda, it is not a recent photo, and it has nothing to do with the victim being gay

Ya ok

Really? Then post the origins of this picture. Clearly you know exactly where this picture came from, and you also know the story regarding the victim so please post/share your sources, if they actually exist, that is, and aren’t just figments of your imagination.

Read Fagburn.com

The photo was taken in Kenya a year ago – it has nothing to do with the man being gay.

Nino

Is not about being gay or not, is not about the place or which reason it was, it’s about what it is, an atrocity no matter what, he, they are human beings. I just can’t believe that in the 21st century this is happening, I just don’t have words to express what I feel… Unbelievable.

you still did not post your source. You have proven nothing by simply stating something you believe. How do YOU know it was in kenya a year ago and not about the man being gay? Were you there at the scene or simply going off of your assumption or what other commenters have said with no proof of your own

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